Character Information
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Charlotte York is the daughter of Dr. Stephen Foster York and Sandra Whitehead York. She is an art dealer and Smith College graduate (where she lived in Haven-Wesley House and was a member of Kappa Kappa Gamma, although in real life Smith has no sororities) with a Connecticut blue-blooded upbringing. She is the most conservative and traditional of the group, placing more emphasis on emotional love than lust, believing in many romantic ideals, and always searching for her "knight in shining armor." Presenting a more straightforward attitude about relationships, usually based upon "The Rules" of love and dating, she often scoffs at the lewder, more libertine antics that the show presents (primarily from Samantha).
Despite her conservative outlook, she has been known to make concessions that surprise even her sexually freer girlfriends (such as her level of dirty talk and oral sex). She gives up her career shortly after marrying her first husband, Trey MacDougal, but divorces him due to irreconcilable differences regarding having children and his dependent relationship with his mother. She receives a Park Avenue apartment as part of the divorce settlement. She subsequently marries her divorce lawyer, Harry Goldenblatt, a man who seems the antithesis of all of the qualities she had decided her perfect man would have, but who actually ends up being a funny, devoted partner. She converts to Judaism in order to marry him. In the series finale, Charlotte and Harry adopt a baby girl from China. As seen in episode 8 of season 6, the New York Times wedding announcement of her and Harry's marriage indicates that Charlotte is a writer and editor for Fashions Magazine, but this fact is not mentioned at any other time in the series or subsequent movies.
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